"Who do you think you are? You want us Southern Saint Sect monks to listen to you? What a joke!" Wang Qian waved his fist and shouted to express his dissatisfaction with Ye Ling.
The face of Nan Sheng Sect's eldest young master Shang Junyi darkened, and he waved his hand to stop the excited second junior brother Wang Qian.
Yuan Hao and others were even more dissatisfied, and snorted coldly, their nostrils going up to the sky.
Ye Ling ignored their objections, held the Shura Po, and walked through the three talents formation calmly and calmly. His eyes like cold stars looked at the black crowd of beasts with a look of cold determination.
For Ye Ling, what better way to hone his fighting power than with the monster beasts all over the mountains and plains! This is a good opportunity to hunt monsters and increase combat experience. Ye Ling can also use this to consume a large amount of Ruyi Divine Transformation Pill to replenish his mana, which will more or less improve his own cultivation. It is simply killing two birds with one stone!
Opportunities like this don't come every day. There's nowhere to look for it even with a lantern, so how could Ye Ling give up?
What's more, the tide of beasts is pressing on the situation. If they don't resist vigorously, the three-talented formation hastily arranged by the Lu sisters will not be able to withstand it for long. Only by fighting hard and reducing the pressure of the beast tide on the formation can everyone survive!
Wei Tong, no matter how stupid he was, understood this truth very well, so he was the first to strongly agree with Ye Ling's idea. Seeing Brother Ye coming out of the battle, he roared, led all the elite disciples of the Yun Cang Sect, and rushed out.
Needless to say, the Lu sisters greeted their servants and the monks around them, and said frankly: "Our three-talent formation may not be able to withstand the invasion of so many monsters. As Taoist Ye said, at least half of the people who came out will be together." Resist the tide of beasts!”
With Ye Ling's leadership and their support, all the casual cultivators in Maple Bridge Town stepped forward one after another in order to survive.
Bai Qiu of Fengchi Sect hesitated for a moment, then made a move with her beautiful hand, and her three teams of female cultivators from Fengchi Sect all came out with her to help out.
As soon as these female cultivators showed up, the timid monks who originally wanted to preserve their strength and were afraid of Daoxiao's death lost all control on their faces. They shouted and rushed out. In the blink of an eye, more than 400 people gathered, occupying the area of the monks who were practicing here. Most of them.
Young Master Yuan and Shang Junyi looked at each other and couldn't help but realize that they each had their own hidden agendas. They reluctantly led their men out of the formation light curtain, but they had a very consistent goal. They attacked Ye Lingyue Baidan almost at the same time. The figure in the long robe cast an unkind look at him, showing no good intentions at all.
Yuan Hao coughed in a deep voice and sent a message to Shang Junyi's spiritual consciousness: "Look at the beast tide approaching later, give Ye Ling a front and rear attack, leaving him with no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth! Today next year, it will be him ’s death anniversary!”
"No need to give orders. We, the Fourth Young Master of Nansheng, have been in battle for a long time, and our grasp of timing is far better than yours! On the contrary, you have to be more agile and do the plot without being noticed, so as not to be seen by others and make others talk. .”
Shang Junyi said very conceitedly, but instead gave Young Master Yuan some advice.
Ye Ling was in a state of being on the verge of battle, and his consciousness spread out unscrupulously. It was easy to detect these pairs of vulture-like eyes. In addition, he had already guessed about eight or nine points, and he realized more deeply the layers of murderous intent behind it!
"Yuan Hao knew that I defeated Qu Yang, and was afraid that his servants could not kill me, so he colluded with the four young masters of Nan Sheng Sect and tried to join forces. If in the ring of Qi training disciple competition in Fengqiao Town, all kinds of restrictions, You are not allowed to release spiritual beasts to join the battle, and you are not allowed to use spiritual talismans. Maybe I can't compare to Shang Junyi. But in this wilderness, the sky is unconstrained, haha! How can Ye be something you can scheme against!"
Ye Ling made up his mind to wait for the beast tide to come and fight!
Standing next to Ye Ling, Wei Tong, a towering man like an iron tower, was far less calm than Ye Ling. Seeing the densely packed crowd of monster beasts rushing towards him, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the roar of the monster beasts was deafening, making Wei Tong feel guilty. The hands holding the Sky-breaking Hammer were trembling slightly.
Like Wei Tong, not to mention the others, there were already dozens of monks. They stepped out of the light screen of the Three Talents Formation with their front feet. Looking at the overwhelming tide of beasts from a distance, they secretly said "Oh my God" in their hearts, and then retracted their back feet. After entering the formation, he even pretended to fill the formation flags with spiritual stones in order to cover up his fear, and was very busy.
The Lu sisters frowned when they saw these timid people. At the same time, they had a better impression of Ye Ling, who stood proudly in front of everyone.
At the front of the beast tide is a third-level wind-type bird, and below there are wind-type beasts flying at a speed that is faster than the wind control technique of the same-level wind cultivator!
Ye Ling had observed these wind-type monsters through his induction with the fourth-level medicine spirit, and knew that they seemed to be menacing, but in fact their combat power was limited.
What's more, the speed of these wind-type monsters is too fast, and the distance from the large group of monsters behind them is getting farther and farther, forming the first wave of monsters. However, the real fierce beasts with sharp teeth and thick skin behind them are still far away. Out of sight.
"The impact of the first wave of beasts was limited. The big guys came together and chopped them all down!"
Ye Ling shouted loudly, and before the demonic birds flying in the sky, and the wind martens and wind foxes everywhere arrived, Ye Ling rushed out first, and his whole body was blessed with golden bell body protection and mid-level earth armor magic. The light mask and purple gold robe were also put on, making it look extremely dazzling!
Wei Tong was deeply encouraged, relying on his extremely high qualifications with his earth spirit root, his intermediate earth armor skills were even thicker, and his defensive power was one of the best among the monks. He shouted with a rough voice: "Brother Ye, wait for me! Brothers, charge!"
The elite disciples of the Yun Cang Sect rushed forward, and many groups of monks behind them also saw Ye Ling's example in front of them, and admired them in their hearts: "Even the famous alchemy master rushed up to kill him regardless of his own safety. We still have What's the reason for pushing back and forth?"
This large group of people responded to Ye Ling. For a moment, magical weapons, spiritual talismans and Taoist magic danced all over the sky. They immediately beat up the wind minks, wind foxes, and wind crows in the sky who were fast but had limited attack power. Baluo, although some monks were injured, the injuries were not serious and they could continue to hunt monsters.
The Fourth Young Master of Nan Sheng and Yuan Hao's family team also joined the battle group. With their equipment and strength, they had an overwhelming advantage. They could kill some third-level wind monsters as if they were just playing, and they would not be hurt at all. , but their purpose of hunting monsters was not to repel the beast tide, but to take the opportunity to attack Ye Ling who was charging at the front.
At this time, Wang Qian, the second disciple of Nansheng Sect, stared at Ye Ling's purple gold robe with his eyes wide open. At first, he laughed at Ye Ling's shabby clothes and didn't even have a top-grade robe. Now he finally knew. What does it mean to hide in the snow, what does it mean to not reveal one’s true appearance! His eyes gradually changed from surprise to greed!
"Boss, we rushed over and besieged him, snatched his cassock, and chopped him into pieces!"
Wang Qian was eager to give it a try, but Shang Junyi was concerned about his reputation, which made him hold back for a while. He just deceived himself and waited for the opportunity to make a move. After all, if they were to do this kind of thing of killing people and seizing treasures in full public view, even the large group of monks behind them would not be able to spare them.
Although Yuan Hao hated Ye Ling very much, he did not dare to destroy the reputation of Yuan's Immortal Cultivation Family at once, so he just led the crowd to quietly approach Ye Ling.
Unexpectedly, as they were getting closer, Ye Ling suddenly used the Fire Rain Technique to drive back all the demons and beasts in front of him, and then used the Wind Control Technique to pass through the first wave of beasts like lightning. , rushed straight towards the large group of monsters ahead!
"What?! Is he crazy? Is he going to seek death?" Wang Qian's eyes almost popped out and he exclaimed!
